"Damn." Seeing that Wang Yang was beheaded off the horse, and the BMW given by the world was also seized by the other party, Huangfu Song was angry.

"Huangfu Gong, the enemy general's martial arts are extraordinary, I'm afraid that no one in our army will be able to win." Zhu Jun said worriedly.

Huangfu Song's face sank: "Gongwei, pass on my order, and the whole army will attack." Offensive. ”

"Knock knock" thunderous drums sounded. The torrent of behemoths on both sides slammed into each other.

"Yellow Turban Wuwei" "Yellow Turban Wuwei" "Yellow Turban Wuwei"

"The Han is invincible", "The Han is invincible", "The Han is invincible"

The morale of the Yellow Turbans was high, while the Han soldiers were well-trained. The two sides can be said to meet each other in chess.

In the age of weapons, there is no roar of cannons, no smoke of war, but there is unparalleled blood, unparalleled bloody cruelty. The visual impact is even hotter than the battlefield of weapons.

Bocai wiped the blood from his face, and he didn't know how many people he had killed. "Brothers, the general of the land will reward the person who kills the emperor. Kill."

The Yellow Turban Army is boiling, what is the concept of a daughter, a daughter. At the end of the Han Dynasty, a pound of gold was equal to one gold, and one gold was worth ten thousand dollars. A thousand dollars is tens of millions of dollars. At that time, one stone of rice was twenty catties, and twenty catties of rice was only two hundred yuan, which was converted into tens of millions of catties of rice, which was enough for many lifetimes for a person.

If there are any Yellow Turban Army, they are boiling, and they rush forward to kill without their lives. The battlefield is heating up. At this time, it showed that the Han army was well-trained. The three of them formed a formation, back to back, leaning on each other. Enemy soldiers from all directions can be spotted and killed. This is the most commonly used and simplest tactics of the Han army on the battlefield.

On the other hand, the Yellow Turban Army has no formation to speak of, and everyone kills the enemy with their own blood. This is a taboo on the battlefield. Even if a person is brave, after all, there is no eye behind him, and this extreme intention is stabbed in the back by the enemy soldiers.

"General, the last general is asking for battle, and he is willing to bring his subordinates to the field." Watching the Yellow Turban Army on the battlefield become more and more difficult to support. Zhou Cang next to him was a little anxious.

"Zhou Cang." Zhang Bao looked at Zhou Cang and shook his head and said: "Now is not the time, although our army is defeated at this time, Ran Guan, Pei, Peng, and Huang have not yet entered the battlefield, and you are tantamount to a drop in the bucket with reinforcements from your subordinates." ”

Zhou Cang stared helplessly at the side. Zhang Bao turned his head and squinted at the battlefield, the battlefield had already reached a fever pitch, and the generals on both sides were almost at the limit. The defeat of the Yellow Turban Army is getting more and more serious, why haven't the reinforcements from the left and right arrived yet? Zhang Bao is also anxious.

"Brothers, kill all these puppies with me." Suddenly, a loud shout came from the left side of the battlefield. I saw Guan Hai Pei Yuanshao join the battlefield to kill the left flank of the Han army. "Brothers, we are not far behind. Rush with me. "The reinforcements led by Peng Tuo and Huang Long killed the right flank of the Ben Han army.

At this time, the battlefield had changed dramatically, and the four led reinforcements to kill both wings of the Han army. The role of the two wings is to protect the main force on the battlefield, and now that the two wings are attacked, the main force is in danger.

"Brothers, reinforcements are coming. Reinforcements are coming. The tired wave saw the reinforcements appear, and loudly encouraged his subordinates. I don't know if the Yellow Turban Army is because of Bocai's encouragement, or the news of the arrival of reinforcements is really exciting, everyone seems to have squeezed their instincts, and they have a trace of strength.

"Zhou Cang." Zhang Bao shouted sharply.

"The end will be."

"Lead your men to support the battlefield."

"No."

Zhou Cang was already impatient, and when he heard Zhang Bao's order at this time, he was as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. Zhou Cang smiled and said, "Sons, kill with me." ”

"Kill"

"Kill"

"Kill"

Zhou Cang's re-entry, rampage no one is its enemy. Slaughtering enemy soldiers is like chopping melons and vegetables. Zhou Cangchang's already terrifying appearance, the blood splashed on his face at this time, mixed with a cruel smile, was like a devil in hell on the battlefield for a while. No one dared to go to its surroundings, and for a while, the surrounding area of Zhoucang quickly vacated the space.

Looking at the changes on the battlefield, Huangfu Song sighed: "Our Han army tried to be brave again, but the troops were insufficient." Mingjin receives. With that, Huangfu Song's eyes revealed two rays of light that shot at Zhang Bao from the enemy camp. At this time, Zhang Bao was talking to the general next to him, and suddenly felt the peeping of his eyes, and raised his head to meet Huangfu Song.

The eyes of Huangfu Song and Zhang Bao looked at each other from afar through the battlefield. "Interesting, interesting." Huangfu Song muttered to himself.

"What about the casualties of our troops?" Huangfu Song looked at the generals who had withdrawn from the camp and asked.

Look at me, people, and I'll look at you. One of them mustered up the courage to step forward and said: "Our army has wounded more than 10,000 people, including more than 4,000 seriously. More than 5,000 died. "When this man speaks of serious wounded, he means a soldier who cannot go to the battlefield, and it goes without saying that he will die.

Huangfu Song looked at the dead soldiers on the battlefield and was speechless for a while. How many people are there in him? There were only more than 50,000 people in total, and now in this battle, the number of soldiers consumed is as high as 10,000. The Han army fought bravely, but after all, the number of people was too much less than the other side. Even if the Han army is one against three, so what? Can he consume the Yellow Turban Army, can the Han Army?

At this moment, the sun is setting, and the blood-red sunset is shining on the earth. Zhang Bao looked at the battlefield, where countless soldiers were laid to rest. There was hardly a complete corpse of all of them, and the huge bloody aura attracted a flock of crows to hover in the air, and from time to time they landed and pecked at the dead corpses of the battlefield.

"One will make ten thousand bones wither." Zhang Bao looked at the battlefield and muttered to himself.

At this time, Zhang Bao felt an indescribable dullness in his heart, and there was no trace of joy of victory. Haven't you integrated into this era after all?

Zhang Bao, who was aimless, walked around the camp and unconsciously walked towards the camp where Xi Zhicai was. Xi Zhicai was gnawing on a pig's trotter with a mouthful of oil without any image, and when he saw Zhang Bao coming in, he hurriedly hid the pig's trotter in shock, wiped the oil on his mouth with his sleeve indiscriminately, and showed an embarrassed smile at the same time.

The corners of Zhang Bao's mouth twitched, and he didn't feel a little funny: "Mr. Zhicai is a lot richer, presumably because the food is too greasy." Look back and be hungry, don't be so greasy. ”

"Huh? Don't. Xi Zhicai hurriedly said. Zhang Bao looked at Xi Zhicai helplessly, he really didn't expect that the famous Xi Zhicai in history turned out to be a foodie. Zhang Bao was speechless for a while.

With the long time together, Zhang Bao now has no scruples with Xi Zhicai, and directly reaches out next to Xi Zhicai to pick up the gnawed pig's trotters and take a bite. "Hey, that's mine." Xi Zhicai hurriedly snatched the pig's trotters over.

"Don't be so stingy, okay?" Zhang Bao scolded with a smile.

"Are you the commander of the First Army, do you want to eat? Why fight with me, a man who has lost his freedom? As he spoke, Xi Zhicai hid the pig's trotters that he had snatched.

"The general returned victorious, but he saw that the general was full of worries, I don't know if I can say it and listen to it?" At this time, Xi Zhicai still looked like a foodie just now, but at this moment, he was sitting facing Zhang Bao.